Love Me Till The Limit - Newt x Reader x Thomas

03

"So you're telling me that all this time theres been another clearing in the maze filled with only girls and we haven't known of each others existence until now?" Newt questions for the 3rd time after I explained to him everything about myself and where I came from.

"Yes that's exactly what I'm telling you. If you listened to anything that came out of my mouth just moments ago you wouldn't have to waste your breathe repeating back to me what I just got finished saying." I sigh getting slightly irritated at answering the same question over and over again.

"I just don't understand how we've both been here for around 3 years and all of a sudden we finally meet." He explains while dangling his legs over the ledge of the platform he showed me too.

"Me neither but right now I'm not too sure its that important. I think our best chance of getting out of here is coming together and grouping up. The more people we have the higher the chance we make it out alive." I suggest receiving Newt nodding in agreement.

"Makes sense to me but we'll have to talk to Alby about it first and see what he says." Newt says whilst standing up and brushing the dirt off his pants before offering me his hand to help me up. Even though I was more than capable of standing up on my own I wasn't going to waste a perfectly good chance to touch his hand again. I don't think he fully understood the effect he was beginning to have on me but I was becoming more and more aware of it. As I took ahold of his hand the temperature in my face rose about 10 degrees, this boy was driving me crazy without even trying. "Alby can wait till later though, I'm sure you're hungry and want to relax for a while."

"Ya that sounds great, actually." I reply, even though I was incredibly worried about my sister I knew she was in good hands with the rest of the girls and could live a couple more hours without me.

"Great, I'm pretty sure Frypan has lunch ready." Newt exclaims whilst letting go of my hand and climbing down the ladder below us. Instantly I missed the warmth that his hand on mine provided.

"Can I meet you there? Theres a rock in my shoe I need to get out." I ask, making up an excuse on why I needed to stay behind for a few minutes.

"I can wait for you." Newt offers, giving me a look of concern. He represented a puppy dog who wanted to make their sick owner feel better and it made my heart swell.

"Just go ahead. I'll be there in a couple minutes." I urge. Luckily he seemed to finally get the message and waved a goodbye while slowly jogging over to the shack where he informed me during the tour was where they ate meals most of the time. The real reason I wanted to be alone so badly was because in my few hours of being here I had met an old friend of mine that I might, might not of, had a crush on as a little girl, realized we might actually have a chance in getting out of here, and meeting tons of boys that I didn't even know existed till now. I just needed to get all my thoughts in order before I make any decisions that could affect all of our futures. After coming fully taking in the past days events I climb down from the tower and begin in the direction of the hut where Newt entered not too long ago. The moment I walked in the room fell silent, no one dared to make a noise. Shuffling over to where the food was being handed out I could feel everyones eyes follow be across the room.

"Its impolite to stare." I loudly declare whilst grabbing a plate of food that held a portion of meat along with a few vegetables. They all seemed to be caught off guard when I called them out and ended up going back to whatever they were doing before I entered. Just as I was about to search for a open seat someone calling my name distracts me from doing so. Moving my attention in the direction of the voice I'm met with Newts and Thomas's eyes glued on me.

"Over here." They both shout at the same time resulting in both of the boys to slightly side eye each other. Knowing I wasn't going to get a seat if I didn't take them up on their offer I quickly made my way over to their table. The second I reach a 5 foot vicinity of them they both swiftly move to the side, creating a small space for me in between them. I didn't need a tape measure to know it was going to be a tight fit.

"On second thought I'll go eat outside." I insist and start my way towards the door but don't get far before I feel a firm hand grip onto my wrist.

"Come on, stay and eat with us." Thomas practically begs his hold on me not letting up. I knew better than to stay and get close with them because in a matter of seconds I could find myself falling for either one of both of them but regardless of my head telling me to stay away I didn't listen and squeezed into the seat between the two.

"So I've talked with Ably and he agreed to combining our groups." Newt informs me in which I internally celebrate because if he hadn't agreed than I would have gone back to my clearing and probably never seen the boys again.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Minho asks with a mouth full of food.

"First of all, don't talk with food in your mouth its gross. And second of all, I didn't just get dropped in the maze I've been here for 3 years in a clearing filled with other girls. Newt, Ably, and I think if we all come together we'll have a better chance of getting out of here." I explain while watching Minhos eyes grow wide at the mention of more girls.

"Like a whole group of girls?" He questions, totally disregarding everything else I said. In response I roll my eyes and began eating the food on my plate. It didn't take long for Minho to began going on about his ideal girlfriend and if there was anyone like that in my group, I of course ignored him each time he asked.

"What about you Thomas? Whats your type?" Minho inquires, instantly catching my attention. Even though I was very interested on what Thomas's answer was going to be I kept my eyes trained on the half eaten food in front of me, acting like I wasn't listening to their idiotic conversation. A long 10 seconds pass and Thomas has yet to answer Minhos question, deciding to look at to see what was the hold up I immediately catch Thomas already staring at me.

"I don't really have one." Thomas finally replies while tearing his gaze away from me with cheeks that were beginning to fade into a very light pink.

"Oh come one man, everyone has a type. Newt, what's yours?" I wasn't sure if Minho was just trying to make light conversation or if this was all part of some big scheme of his but either way I found myself intrigued to finding out the answer once again.

"I guess if I had to choose then she'd probably have H/C hair and E/C eyes. Preferably around Y/H (your height) but once again only if I had to choose." His answers casually causing my eyes to noticeably widen. Maybe I was reading to much into it but he had pretty much just described me to the tee. Luckily no one else seemed to catch onto the same thing I did and after that they pretty much dropped the conversation and moved onto a different topic. I couldn't help but notice both Newt and Thomas steal glances at me every once in a while making me keep my eyes casted downwards in hopes I wouldn't created and awkward eye contact with one or both of them. Once I had eaten everything off my plate I excused myself and made my way outside, desperate for fresh air alone. Unfortunately for me someone seemed to follow me.

"Can we talk?" Thomas asks, in response I nod recalling this morning when I told him we'd talk later.

"I think we should go somewhere a little less crowded." I advise, knowing if someone were to over hear the conversation we were about to have our lives could be put at ask.

"Follow me." He instructs before walking deep into the woods with me following. In the back of my head I hoped no one saw us because if they did many questions would come to light and I wasn't in the mood to answer whatever they may be.

"Okay, talk." I say once we're far enough away from everyone else.

"I need to know everything about me that you remember." Sighing to myself I sat down on the nearest log while gesturing for him to sit to. If I was about to relay every memory I had of him back to the very person the memories consisted of it was going to take awhile and I wasn't about to stand up the whole entire time.

"Okay well get comfortable because theres a lot."